Текст песни Look who Laughing - Creedo

You wanna know what's funny? I just text your ass, hold up
And I called you right back, no later than two seconds
And your monkey ass can't answer the fuckin' phone
Now if my black ass is out here gettin' beat on by cops
Tryin' to call somebody for my fuckin' safety.
I know not to call your black ass, cause this motherfuckin
Can't answer the goddamn phone like the goddamn phone ain't there
Nigga, I got an Apple Watch and a phone
Both them shits pop up on both devices
You ain't shit, nigga, I just want you to know that
You ain't shit and when you call me back
I hope you hear this voicemail before you call me back
So you know I know you ain't shit

I was painting pictures way before I knew my feelings
Thank God we turnin' strangers, I can finally fuck they bitches
Fresh like Mr. Clean, mama could've name me soap
We come from the trenches from the gutter, all we have was hope
Niggas beefin' through their lyrics, just inhale the smoke
Do somethin' that make me feel good, go and up the score
Jump in the booth, no pen and pad, this just practice, nigga
Run up an M by myself, look who laughin' with em

They didn't show me love, so I'm taxin' niggas
Call me a pallbearer, droppin' caskets with em
Finally found my sound, now I'm in my bag
They thought they was fuckin' with me, now I'm on they ass
I gave this music my whole heart, gave them all I had
I was broke and on my dick and I'm not goin' back
Now they callin' me about money, they don't care about my health
I got demons in my head, fightin' them by myself
Baby, I'm lonely. Come put that pussy on me
You should pull up on me. Fuck all that textin', how you want it

I was painting pictures way before I knew my feelings
Thank God we turnin' strangers, I can finally fuck they bitches
Fresh like Mr. Clean, mama could've name me soap
We come from the trenches from the gutter, all we have was hope
Niggas beefin' through their lyrics, just inhale the smoke
Do somethin' that make me feel good, go and up the score
Jump in the booth, no pen and pad, this just practice, nigga
Run up an M by myself, look who laughin' with em

I can't work no nine-to-five, tired of waitin' on it
I was singin' to they hoes, they was hatin' on it
Defense, how they beefin', we don't see shit
Opps linkin' up together, I done peeped it
Day ones, say they got me, don't believe em
Think that they support a nigga, I don't see em
Caged up, I got niggas really caged up
I got niggas takin' life, bitch, they K'd up
I paved the way, I had to take the lead
Diamonds water, they wet like the sea
Bitch bad, found a girl, love my dreams
I'm still Creedo, but my bitch call me Creed

I was painting pictures way before I knew my feelings
Thank God we turnin' strangers, I can finally fuck they bitches
Fresh like Mr. Clean, mama could've name me soap
We come from the trenches from the gutter, all we have was hope
Niggas beefin' through their lyrics, just inhale the smoke
Do somethin' that make me feel good, go and up the score
Jump in the booth, no pen and pad, this just practice, nigga
Run up an M by myself, look who laughin' with em